Shen Bowen coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was a peculiar black!
A look of shock crossed his face!
The opponent was even stronger than he had imagined!
Ren Feifan also felt a surge in his Qi and blood, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
He had sustained light injuries.
Ren Feifan stood up, roughly judged the strength of this palm blow should be in the late stages of the Earth-level Realm.
It seemed that he had underestimated the man before him.
Shen Bowen looked at the fresh blood at the corner of Ren Feifan's mouth, his face contorted to the extreme.
He was glad that he had chosen to enter that experiment, otherwise, how could he avenge himself so comfortably?
Today, this person responsible for the extermination of his family must die!
The emergence of Shen Bowen ignited a spark of fighting spirit in Ren Feifan.
This journey had been too peaceful. Relying too much on the Fire Dragon and Soul-Consuming Needle was not a good thing.
